#a concept that'll surely kill me softly

[yvixtrae]

1:55 PM

The time ticks by, minute by minute, hour by hour, as you bounce between googling and downloading aesthetic images on your phone to piece together moodboards alongside typing here and there to post drabbles on Tumblr on your laptop, Ayno sprawled on the couch you’re leaning against and napping peacefully. Though it’s not long before he wakes with a high-pitched sound as he stretches out, tail swaying back and forth slowly. As you look back at him with a smile, about to tease him for having a nap so early in the day, he makes his way to the floor and lays beside you before you can say anything, lightly nudging your thigh with his head.

“After I finish these last two drabbles, queue another four, and make this last moodboard to post.” You say, already knowing that he wants to lay on your lap or even all over you.

“Please, Y/N??” He persists in nudging and pawing at your leg, a loud whine bubbling in his throat as he gives you his best puppy face.

“Ayno…” You sigh, glancing over at him for a second while typing away swiftly.

His whine only gets louder and he gets up to scoot in between you and the couch to wrap himself around you. “I guess this’ll do for now…”

His arms snake loosely around your waist and he rests his chin on top of your head as he looks down at what you’re working on. For almost fifteen minutes, he’s as silent as can be. But a sudden whine from him breaks the quiet that had settled in the room as he moves to rest his chin on your shoulder.

“Just gotta queue this last thing and then I’m done, alright??” You respond, and he pouts, ears drooping.

As soon as you finish up and put your laptop and phone to the side so you can turn around to give him your full attention, you’re met with him still carrying a slightly pouty puppy face.

“Yes, I know, I know…” You smile and nuzzle his nose affectionately with your own, “You want my affection and attention.”

“Mm-hmm.” He gives a small nod, not sparing a second with going to occupy the space in your lap, pouty puppy expression turning to one of hope as he rests his head on your crossed legs.

“So what first?? Petting?? Kisses?? Belly rubs??” You question, noticing how his tail has started thwacking against the floor.

“Belly rubs, please.” He answers, grinning up at you.

Already, one of your hands is reaching to gingerly rub his stomach. Giggly wiggles are his response to the treatment, and as you lean down to give him a forehead kiss, he leans up to seal his mouth over your own in a feverish upside-down sort of kiss, reaching to cradle your face in a bit of an awkward manner due to the whole setup. After a few seconds, he pulls away with a cheeky grin and you just laugh quietly.

You don’t know exactly what makes you so choked up on emotion to where you spill the words as you look down at him and continue petting him and rubbing his stomach. Maybe it’s how ethereal he looks with his navy strands in a bed-head sort of disarray fanning out on your lap while his floppy golden retriever ears frame his soft and delicate features. Maybe it’s how bright his smile is right now and how giddy his giggle sounds. Maybe it’s because his eyes are looking at you with pure, unadulterated warmth and affection. Whatever it may be, it ignites the blood in your veins with a wildfire sort of love, and the words tumble freely from your lips.

“I love you.” Your heart feels like its rhythm stutters somehow as soon as you say it.

Though a moment of silence passes and adds to your anxiety because you’ve never exchanged such a phrase, he responds.

“I love you too.” His face is flushed a bright sort of scarlet, but he manages to firmly hold eye-contact with you as he reciprocates.

You breathe a sigh of relief at this, feeling some sort of high from the immense pressure of just a few seconds fading away, a joyous grin crossing your face. The phrase had finally been said between you two.

“I already wanna nap again.” He comments, earning a chuckle from you.

“You’re such a sleepyhead!! You just took one not too long ago!!” You tease, shaking your head slightly.

Shrugging, he gets up to get back on the couch, but he pulls you with him to where you’re squished in between him and the couch cushions. “I want you to nap with me though.”

“Fine. But I’m not even tired.” You reply, enjoying the warmth of his body and embrace.

“Just lay with me then.” You don’t mind the suggestion.

Burying your face in his chest, you enjoy the feeling of being held for the first time in a good while instead of it being the other way around. And much to your surprise, you do indeed find yourself being cozy enough like this to drift off. So you do.